Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Love to learn!

I actually like knowing the details of where my foods are raised. Sometimes I read food labels just to find out where the food I am eating came from, and then I take a moment to bless the people and area that were involved. I think about what a vast team is needed for me to be munching: the person selling the seed or the animal, the person tending, harvesting, shipping, the trucker, the person who stocks the shelves and rings up the purchase.

I get a kick out of seeing the name of a town that I know printed on the product: a town in British Columbia cited for having raised the blueberries I sprinkle on my morning cereal, which in turn was from a company in my home town in La Jolla.

Aiming to be a locavor, or one who only eats locally grown products is a good thing; I believe in supporting my immediate neighbors as much as possible. But there still is some quite good about recognizing the global unity of food production.

Anyway, I decided to post about this topic as I was drinking some tea this morning. It was a nice green tea, with roses and hibiscus and cherry blossoms and such. The thing is that just recently I have discovered that my level of tea sophistication is a lot lower than I had imagined.

I was searching for a resource for a good oolong, when I came upon THIS site. (click on each picture to get more details about each tea. No really...take a moment and explore a bit...you will be amazed.)

OK some of the names of those teas do nothing to entice me to drink them. I am very uneducated in the tea world. I was raised on lipton tea and a loose tea that always smelled like soap to me. I still have oolong tea on my shopping list.

I'm terribly tea illiterate and only now and then crave a cup.Yesterday I enjoyed a pot of Tropical Green Tea at a tea house. .it was very nice. OH ..but I do know about blueberries that come from Abbotsford. Would that not be crazy if they were from the same patch that I always pick?

I'm Jill. I'm a librarian and milliner now living in Salt Lake City with my husband of 37 years and my three shelter adopted cats. I'm 60, was born and expected I would spent my whole life in San Diego, save for two years in Corvallis Oregon in college.
Then beginning in 1997, right after our youngest graduated from high school my husband and I began "empty nesting" on the move. We lived one year in Almenden CA (San Jose area), two years in Dallas TX and eight years on Houston TX before moving Salt Lake City in the fall of 2008.
I love it here, but counting on Heaven being my ultimate hometown! I do hope we will one day be neighbors there?
I have two adult children; a daughter in San Diego and a son (and daughter-in-law) who also live in Salt Lake City; two beloved grandsons, and parents who were born and still live in San Diego, and who read my blog every day.